Hero Central Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I wanted to be her baby. “I’ll forever be your baby.” She agreed with a nod. Helena isn’t the type to show emotion, always an advocate for tough love. But right now, she didn’t care to hide her motions. Hugging me like she was scared if she let me go even a little I would disappear. We sat and talked about my childhood, how naughty I was and how I always made her chase me around. The rest of the staff trooped in and it was a warm morning. That is, until the villain of my story and also, my husband to be, arrived. He has made himself enemy number one to the entire family.

Never quite been able to please the old wart, not even when all I did was love him. Hector the god-fucking Lycan had been my hero, all I ever wanted to be when I grew up. What a load of absolute bull dung. I felt my heart jump to my throat when something not unlike sadness flashed across his luminescent dust-grey eyes. “Then Japhtar, may the best king win.” Hector rumbled and then he was flying toward me, the weight of his royal army roaring to close the distance between us in seconds.

“Sit. Down. Both of you and if anyone fucking dares to say anything against Jace again, you'll know why I'm the Alpha of this pack.” I didn’t. Neither did Hammer. Diesel kept pushing. “Come on, Prez. We all like Skylar. Sweet girl. But her sister’s a cop. A real one. With a badge and a hard-on for us. And Jace over here’s playing house like it’s gonna end pretty.” I stepped around the table. “You want pretty? I’ll give you pretty right in the fucking teeth.” Tank grabbed my arm. “Cool it.” I yanked free. “No. Let him talk. He’s got so much to say.”

I thank him and slip into the corner booth I’ve claimed as my own over the years—worn leather that molds to my body, a small crack in the oak table, and the perfect view of the street below. I’d come here to beg Jenica for guidance, to untangle the knot of doubt and longing in my chest. Days bleed into nights, and with each passing hour, Helios reveals more of the man he swears he’s become. Even after I told him to stop chasing me, he won’t let go—sometimes with Summer at his side, the little girl using every trick she knows to melt my resolve. Girl power, she’d announced proudly last week, beaming up at me as she handed me a drawing of our “family.” It was meant to be sweet. It only twisted

Her new mate stood beside her, solid and imposing, his Alpha power radiating quietly. “Sweetheart,” she said, pulling me into a hug. “You made it.” I nodded, stepping back. “So, this is Luciano, my mate and your stepdad,” Mom introduced, and with a forced smile, I acknowledged his presence. “Nice to meet you, Luciano.” Addressing him by his name and not “stepdad”, was very much intentional. “Nice to meet you too, Sloane. I’ve heard a lot of good things about you from your mom. I hope we get to spend some time together as a family.”

Eric walked straight to my side, his arm sliding around my waist, pulling me protectively against him. “Sorry, I’m late. Are you upset?” I shook my head, leaning into his embrace. The crisp, clean scent of pine—his unique scent, the scent of my Alpha—filled my senses. Kellen stared at Eric’s arm around me, his entire body going rigid. “Alpha, what... what are you doing? Celia is my mate!” “Your mate?” Eric let out a scoff. “Don’t make me laugh. You don’t deserve her! In the forest, when Celia lay dying from a silver dagger wound, you walked away with a scheming viper. You’re not fit to call yourself her mate!”

I gasp as he put me back on the ground gently 'Oh my, he isn't giving me any cold shoulder like he did at our first encounter. "Surprise to see me," he says with a smile. Oh my, did my legs just wobble? Nope, it was only in my head that I'm imagining those things. Alpha Dante Hernandez is one of the hottest guys, minus my mate that I've ever seen in my life. If anyone recalls the way I drool over him in our first encounter. Too bad he is my best friend’s brother and there's a code for us ladies that we should never break or should I forget about the code and root for something forbidden.

I searched other w*****n sites including my shopping sites, all of them didn’t exist. Back to square one. I was pissed! Really pissed and I had to direct the anger to someone else. I hated Avri’s family for locking me up here, I hated Avri for being such a clumsy pushover but my greatest hate belongs to Alpha Killian, if he hadn’t rejected Avri harshly, I wouldn’t have made that damn bet and end up here in the first place. In my story, Alpha Killian was the total villain. After sulking for many more days, I started scrolling through the laptop, in order to understand this life better. There were so many interesting informations but my focus had been on pack politics and of course hockey.

Danica scoffed and Helia laughed. Danica was shocked at Helia's reaction. She must be going mad, Danica thought to herself and rolled her eyes. "I'm royalty," Helia announced boldly to Danica's hearing, radiating the aura of the daughter of the Alpha of Khron, throwing Danica aback. "I do not need your friendship. It's in fact the other way round. I do not mean to be boastful but you pushed me to the wall so this is me reminding you of your place. The fact that I had chosen to be meek before you does not make me any less than who I am."

“I protect her and see her as such, nothing more.” Hertor stood up and turned halfway before stopping and looking back at me. “I didn’t lie. My oath stands, and nothing will change that: no woman, no regret. You are my Alpha, my best friend, and the one to whom I swore loyalty until the day I die. Now, if you’ll excuse me.” He turned again and walked out of the tent. I leaned back in my chair, staring into nothing, letting the silence of that place swallow me whole. It hadn’t even been a full year since Violet had left the dungeon, and my life had turned upside down.